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Published: 2016-06-03 14:29:10 +0000 UTC; Views: 887; Favourites: 34; Downloads: 10
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Moonlit Ember (The blue and green Stallion) is drawn and owned byEverything else is drawn by me.
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Terror:
Ripping out legs, kicking in skulls, breaking open Rip cages... You Name it. And yeah, sometimes leg meat tastes good, too~
*She chuckles*
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Jet: So maybe...a full body suit to...protect against that...
Vulcan: Or...you know, just have a one nighter and be done with it...
Jet: Oh...well...thats not really romantic is it...
Vulcan: You think Me and Terror really think Romance is needed in this kinda world...
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Terror: *She laughs*
Romance is nice, but one nighter are far more common for me. Just keep the maw shut with some belts and have fun~
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Vulcan: I drink to that *he sipped his beer*
Jet: You both have no class
Vulcan: I am a merc bandit and Terror...well she is something else...but we didn't get your luxury of having a bunker in the clouds
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Terror:
Having no class? Or simply know we could be dead tomorrow...
*She pets Jets head*
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Jet: I guess...*he shivers*
Vulcan: Its just common sense. Who knows what may happen if you pick the wrong person...
*As Vulcan goes to take another sip of beer, A green dot focuses in on his chest.*
PWEEEM!
*Vulcan Dives to the left, a glowing green plasma bolt dashed his shoulder plate and hit the ground, melting the dirt benieth them.*
Vulcan: PLASMA!
*More and more green dots began glowing around the Trio*
Jet: Oh no...its the Dept collectors!
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Terror: I hate plasma... If we get alive out of this I will show you why...
*She takes cover behind the shattered remains of a wall, pulling Jet into cover, too*
Where are they, big guy?!
*She shouts to Vulcan*
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Vulcan: *Darting behind some cover himself and loading up his shotgun.* A Fuckin lot, Looks like they brought everything since last time we engaged
*Several other units began flanking the group, Laser and Plasma aimed at the Trio
???: Mr Arclight! We finally got you, and there is two ways this is gonna do down, You stand and talk, or all of ya become plasma Residue, you hear!
Jet: Terror...W...We cant fight them... I gotta stand...
Vulcan: More of them on my Flank! We are sitting mules here!
???: Stand and talk Mr Arclight, We don't want anyone else to die...
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Terror: *She takes out a syringe*
Stand up Jet. If they shoot you I will inject you Hydra to keep you alive, OK?
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Jet: I....I...
Vulcan: Do it or we ain't gonna survive here!
???: First one to go will be your armoured donkey there, A lot of our boys are wanting revenge!
Jet: OK! OK! *he stands up* I am here! Please...dont shoot
???: Finally the little winged rat himself...
*A female unicorn steps out of the night shadows, She wears a leather coat covered in bandoleers.*
Pangea: So...who's your new squeeze Arclight? *She points at Terror
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Terror: *She stands up and walks slowly to Pangea until the tip of her maw nearly touches the Unicorns snout. She moved slowly to not Trigger the Soldiers to shoot her*
My name is Terror, and your candy flanks do bear the name...?
*She asks with a Wink*
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Pangea: I know you...the massacres...the murders...oh the bounty that could be on you...too bad all those who could are dead...I admire you Miss Terror...
Jet: Wait what!?
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Terror: *laughs*
Beeing violent and a mad mare is normal in the Wasteland...
*she looks back at Jet over her shoulder*
...but getting away with it? No, that is rare. So I am not suprised some Ponys know my name by now. I just didn't know some of them are pretty
*She giggles and looks back to Pangea*
So can I have your name please?
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Pangea: Name is Pangea...my Father lent this red fly 5000 caps over a year ago, and since then the little scum has been running.
Jet: I...I was in trouble alright.
Pangea: Got himself a big bodyguard and we've been tracking him ever since. Why you want to help him I have no idea.
Jet: Trust me I dont know either, she just kinda likes me...
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Terror: *shrugs*
I like both of them actually. But 5000 Caps, huh? That is not that much if you don't care from where they come... I can help them to earn that amount
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Pangea: ah ah ah...Thats not to mention the countless gunmen his mule here killed when we attempted to find him, some very valuable tech ruined, thats another 5000. However...My father doesn't want the Caps, Poor old stallion is down with the tickity ticks...and he ain't got long for this world.
Jet: Tickity? ticks?
Pangea: Radiation magic you dumb shit...He got radiation poisionin' a few years back and its catchin' up to him. So we wants to settle a dept with jet personally. No caps required
Jet: But what about these two
Pangea: They are coming along. Especially tin can there...
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Terror: Since when do you decide anything Here? *Terror tilts her head and looks confused*
All of your ponies are standing around us.... That is basicly an all you can eat offer...~
*She licks over her maws teeth*
So please give me a good reason to walk with you or I will let you choke on your own right hoof
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Pangea: *does not back down* Because, Miss, on your little dept doding loverboy back there are 12 plasma guns trained on him, and 12 more on the guard. You take one little bite outta me and they will be nothing but goop in seconds. And then thats everyone pointed at you...24 plasma rifles firing together into your giant...unmissable body. Papa spend a fortune funding his militia, and all he wants is for Jet to come and settle the dept peacefully.
Jet: Terror wait...I...I'll do it, I ain't scared...its better than getting liquefied right?
Vulcan: Technically its being ionised...
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Terror: *She slowly takes her maw off and looks back to Jet and Vulcan*
DOesN't mAtTer, it huRts!
*She shouts at them, her voice hissing and sounding in pain. They can See her mouth that is usually covered by her maw. It is a horrible wound. Both her cheeks are missing and they can See the teeth and her tounge through the places where they should be. The area around it is not her white fur, but wet looking, red, burned flesh*
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Jet: O....oh....
Vulcan: That is...pretty nasty
Pangea: This is ridiculous, and I got no more time to spare! Either come with us or die!
Jet: I am coming!...but...please let me be by Terror...ok...I dont want anyone to die here!
Pangea: Start walking...you too hulk!
*Jet slowly walks out of cover and towards Terrors side. Plasmas trained on his head and torso. Vulcan walks out too, though spits towards one of the shooters. Jet slowly goes to Terror and looks at her in the eyes.*
Jet: P....please...if it hurts I am sorry, I had no idea...
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Terror: *She puts her maw back on, the giggles and pets Jets head*
It hurts a lot... Always
*She turns back to Pangea*
So you offer me to visit your dad, did I get that right?~
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Pangea: Actually he only wants Jet, but I think he might have uses for you...and the grey beefcake...I guess he can come too.
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Terror: I said visit, filly~
*Now she pets Pangeas head*
I will only make sure you guys Don't do something stupid. Something I have to make you regret, you know?
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Pangea: Dont touch me...
Vulcan: Get used to it...just wait till the licking
Pangea: Ok you triggers...funs over, away from your positions and begin heading home, Keep your sights on the big white one in case she snaps!
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Terror: *looks teasingly insulted down at herself*
I am a bit tall, but not big... Right?
*She looks to Vulcan and Jet while she starts walking*
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Vulcan: For eating other ponies, you look pretty good
Jet: Yeah, you are just tall.
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Terror: Thanks guys~
*She gives them a Wink*
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Pangea: This that how the stop getting killed, they are forced to complement you?
Jet: N..No
Vulcan: Even if we are I dont think she would have the heart to do it...
Pangea: From what I heard she would kill anything and anyone.
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Terror: *Rolls her eyes*
I fear Pangea is right with this one... I would kill you if I have to or feel like it. But! And this but is important: You guys are entertaining me~
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Vulcan: Great, more reason to be on edge...
Jet: Terror...r.really...? *he looks scared and worried*
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Terror:
At least I am honest. But you don't have to worry. Betrayal is not my style. I am helping you
*She nods*
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Vulcan: I am just worried when you decide you dont want us anymore
Jet: Ugh...yeah...
Pangea: Oh quit your Complaining, you are safe in this group
Jet: With plasma facing at us as we walk, I feel less than safe Pan!
Pangea: better that then nothing
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Terror: No, nothing would be the better Alternative... Plasma weapons make me... Twitchy, you know?
*She tilts her head a bit. It shivers slightly*
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Pangea: Papa spent his last fortune on a full militia, Last time we met Jet all we had were Laser and old fashioned machine guns. Then papa found out he was dying and spent all of his savings on plasma and armour. Which by the way, the bleeding donkey there took some of our rare Heavy combat armour.
Vulcan: What...its a good fit *he growled slyly. Pounding his hoof on the Thick, now vandalised Armour. He had covered it in black paint and leather bandoleers*
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Terror:
He looks cute in it, though. You have to Admit that, Pangy~
*She pets Pangeas shoulder and giggles*
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Pangea: *does not return the giggle* you watch yourself alright...
Jet: Pan, last time I checked you were settled Far north with your crime family, you cant expect us to walk that far*
Pangea: I don't...we have been moving around, spreading our business to other towns. There is a small town nearby. Zap Apple Possessing. An entire factory turned into a town. Papa is held up there, had to be carried on a brahmins back, my poor papa...
(got a WIP of the image if you are interested ^^ sta.sh/01tuwn2gqhov )
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Terror:
A town...? I just hope they let me in and then stay away... So many ponys...
(Looks good so far, keep it up ^^)
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Pangea: You all will be with us the entire time we are there...We finally caught Jet no way in hell am I letting him go again
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Terror: Yeah yeah whatever *She rolls her eyes, her body shivers slightly*
I... Does somepony have a... Chem...
*She shivers harder. They can nearly See the sanity sinking in her eyes*
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Jet: Oh no! Fuck!
Vulcan: We left the chems back at the camp...
Jet: We gonna go back!
Pangea: No way, She'll live with it
Jet: NO! You do not understand! she will go Berserk!
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Terror:
*Jumps up so She stands on her hindlegs and roars and screams her Anger, hate and pain up to the sky as if She wants to Challange She godesses themselves*
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Pangea: Guards! She's going psycho!
*The militia members prepare to fire*
Vulcan: Fuck! Just hold your fire for fuck sake!
Pangea: You have no right to give these ponies orders you fucking brick!
Jet: *Rummaging through his bag.* Shit shit shit! AH HAH! *With a flash, he takes a shot of Mental infused Med X and jams it into Terrors left back leg.* Please please work!
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Terror: *As a reaction to that she kicks Jet away, then groans *
Uhhhghhh... *She sits down and Pants* I... am... fine... now
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Pangea: *draws her own plasma rifle and Aims it at Terrors forehead* What the fuck do you think you are playing at, You better wish he Ain't hurt!
Jet: Ugh...my rib...
Vulcan: This is going great already... *he groaned*
Jet: *stood but placed a hoof over his ribcage.* I'm alright...ugh...j...just...Something feels...off...nnnf...
Pangea: DAMN IT! I need him in good health, you damn junkie!
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Terror: *She looks up. Her left eye still twitches*
But I only want him in one piece... You I Don't want at all, so you should better be the one who is careful, got it?~
*She licks over the teeth of her maw. Then she turns around to Jet*
I'm sorry little one... I fear I have broken you a rib...
*She pulls out a healingpotion and gives it to Jet*
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Jet: uh...t...thanks...
*He takes it and drinks it*
Pangea: Remember when you are right now...do anything like that again and I will take that metal maw of yours from your green goo pile
Vulcan: Big talk....I honestly would like to see you try.
Pangea: I have a job to do...so no, I wont
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Terror: I am on Vulcans side Here, I would love to see you try, too~ *She sighs*
But in that case Jet would probably die, so that's not an option
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Pangea: I am sick and tired of this shit. DOC! You got any chems?"
A soldier lowers his rifle and looks through pack. He takes out a small orange case
Medic: Y...yeah ma'm
Pangea: Terror, take those, I am not having you kill the target before we get to papa! You can use whatever is in that case.
Medic: ugh...alright...w...well its mostly pain killers and some focus potions.
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Terror: *She takes the case and nods*
Should bring all of you through two days in one piece
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Jet: Terror...that...hurt pretty bad...are you really that far gone?
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